Thursday, December 16, 2010

My Favourite Pastime

My favourite pastime is actually drawing.However I have not been using the right side of my brain for many good years due to my work. Teaching job has become so demanding.When you have 20 periods of teaching, some people will think you have all the time in the world and start giving you all the mundane jobs.I wish these people realise that teachers need more time to mark students' work and to prepare materials for their next lesson.

Teaching is not about going into the classroom, controlling the students,making sure they sit still while completing their work.There are more to teaching.Only good teachers know!

As a teacher, I need to relate to them, make them comfortable so that they feel that I am accessible at any time of the day.I would not like to be like my Add Math teacher.He entered the class,wrote one sample of how a math problem is solved and then asked us to complete 20 or more questions on our own. The next 65 minutes, he sat down at his desk and dozed off. He made me sick.The worst thing was I could not complain about him.(It was taboo during my time)

I also do not want to be like those teachers who purposely give their students extra mark( not 1 but 20 marks)to push their students' grade. The principal may be smiling from ear to ear to see the many A but how is he or she going to answer when the actual exam result comes out. (Also what kind of answer is he or she going to give to God when he asks)

Teaching English is not like teaching Mathematics or Accounting. Even though the teachers speak English like the native speakers of English, there is no way a student can imitate him or her exactly because the process involved in mastering a language takes a long period of time. It cannot be acquired within a few months. Students need to be in an English speaking environment. They need also to read a lot,write a lot and think a lot in English.By giving students to do exam format questions alone won't help them to acquire the language. They may get A but they will not able to communicate in the language effectively. I have come across an average student who is able to speak English fluently while his friend who is an A scorer, can't even string a few comprehensible sentences.

I just hope that English teachers are allowed to be creative in their classroom.I am confident that most English teachers know how to do their jobs.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010


Instruction: Read the text and answer the questions that follow.

The Tale of Hachiko

Based on a true story from Japan, “The Tale of Hachiko” is a moving film about loyalty and the rare, invincible bonds that occasionally form almost instantaneously in the most unlikely places.

Some years ago an Akita puppy is flown from Japan to the United States,but his cage falls off the baggage cart atan American train station, where he is found by college professor Parker Wilson. Parker is instantly captivated by the dog.

When Carl, the station controller, refuses to take him, Parker takes the puppy home overnight. His wife, Cate is insistent about not keeping the puppy.

The next day Parker expects that someone will have contacted the train station, but no one has. He sneaks the pup onto the train and takes him to work, where a Japanese college professor, Ken, translates the symbol on the pup's collar as 'Hachi', Japanese for 'good fortune', and the number 8. Parker decides to call the dog 'Hachi'. Ken points out that perhaps the two are meant to be together.

Parker attempts to play fetch with Hachi, but he refuses to join in. Meanwhile Cate receives a call from someone who wants to adopt Hachi. However, after seeing how close her husband has become to Hachi, Cate agrees to keep him.

Hachi and Parker become closer. Parker, however, is still mystified by Hachi's refusal to do normal, dog-like things like chase and retrieve a ball. Ken advises him that Hachi will only bring him the ball for a special reason.

One morning, Parker leaves for work and Hachi sneaks out and follows him to the train station, where he refuses to leave until Parker walks him home. That afternoon, Hachi sneaks out again and walks to the train station, waiting patiently for Parker's train to come in. Eventually Parker relents and walks Hachi to the station every morning, where he leaves on the train. Hachi leaves after Parker's safe departure, but comes back in the afternoon to see his master's train arrive and walk with him home again.

This continues for some time, until one afternoon Parker attempts to leave, but Hachi refuses to go with him. Parker eventually leaves without him, but Hachi chases after him, holding his ball. Parker is surprised but pleased that Hachi is finally willing to play fetch with him but, worried he will be late, leaves on the train despite Hachi barking at him. At work that day Parker, still holding Hachi's ball, is teaching his music class when he passes out from cardiac arrest.

At the train station, Hachi waits patiently as the train arrives, but there is no sign of Parker. He remains, lying in the snow, for several hours, until Parker's son-in-law Michael comes to collect him. The next day, Hachi returns to the station and waits for his deceased master, remaining all day and all night. Hachi religiously waits for years until he finally becomes old and dies peacefully.

Adapted from

Answer the questions below.

1.How does the puppy get to America?(1 mark)

2.What has Parker learnt from his Japanese colleague about the puppy and his relationship with it?(2 marks)

3.Why does Parker’s wife finally let Parker to keep the puppy?( 1 mark)

4.State one example which shows that Hachi is different from other dogs?
(1 mark)

5.What does the word “sneaks out” in line 29 mean?(1 mark)

6.What does Hachi do every day after the death of Parker?( 2 marks)

7.In your own words, would you like to own a dog like Hachi? Give a reason to your answer.(2 marks)


Instruction: Read the text and answer the questions that follow.

Where Has My Baby Gone?

Rudi and Katja Keet had been looking forward to visiting their friends who live in Assen, a town in north-eastern Netherlands. It was the first time since the birth of their son six months ago that the whole family was going on an outing.

On Saturday, 26 September 2009 at 7.30 in the morning, the family’s luggage was stacked in the hall of their townhouse in Utrecht, waiting to be loaded into the car: travel cot, clothes, diapers and toys. Katja, a beautiful 32-year-old woman rummaged around the kitchen while Rudi, a slim, athletically built 37-year-old man, started to load everything into the car.

Their car, a black Volvo S40, was parked in front of their house on Ondiep Street, just a stone’s throw away from the city centre. You could already smell the autumn leaves in the chilly morning air. Rudi started the car to warm up the engine. When everything was set, he put Daniel in the back seat, where the cheerful little blonde baby looked out inquisitively from his car seat.

When Daniel was nice and snug in the back seat of the car with the engine running, Rudi quickly went into the hall, just a few feet away.
“C’mon Katja, let’s go!” The young blonde turned off the light in the kitchen and followed her husband. At that moment, they heard the car door slam. Rudi turned around and saw a strange man who looked in his thirties sitting behind the wheel of the family car. The man had light brown skin and his hair was thick and curly. While the young father ran towards the car, he looked the thief straight in the eye. Then the man put his foot firmly down on the accelerator.

“My baby! My baby!” Rudi and Katja cried out, chasing after their car. The stranger sped off and made a left turn at the end of the street.
There was a cab waiting at the nearby intersection, right in front of a bus stop. Rudi ran up to the cab, and pointed to the car in the distance and tried to explain what happened. He got into the cab and started the chase. At the following intersection, however, the car with baby Daniel in it took a sudden left, as the cab driver and Rudi turned right.

Katja, who was watching all of this from a distance, hailed a bus to stop. She got on and told the driver: “Call the police! Call the police! Someone has just stolen our car with our baby in it!” The bus driver looked at her uncomprehendingly. Katja realised she had been speaking in Russian. In her best Dutch she tried to explain what happened. The bus driver called the police immediately, but told her he had to continue on his schedule.

Katja was left standing all alone on the kerb of a busy street. Traffic was rushing around her. She felt the ground tilt beneath her. Her baby Daniel might be gone forever.

Adapted from

Answer the questions below.
1.Where was the family going to?(1 mark)

2.Why did Rudi leave his son in the car?(1 mark)

3.What was actually happening when they heard the sound of the door car slam?(1 mark)

4.State two actions taken by Rudi and Katja to save their baby.(2 marks)

5.The bus driver did not understand what Katja was trying to say. Why?(1 mark)

6.What does the phrase “She felt the ground tilt beneath her” mean?(2 marks)

7.In your own words, give a suggestion on what we should do to ensure children’s safety.(2 marks)


A good teacher teaches
Even when students refuse to learn
Even when parents give problem

A good teacher takes the burden
even when there’s lack of encouragement
from the headmaster and colleagues

A good teacher spends all his time
preparing, teaching and coaching
as if he is going to sit on the exam

A good teacher does not shed tears even
when all his hard continuous efforts go
unnoticed, unappreciated and undermined

A good teacher does not give up
to bring up a generation of youths
even when there’s no single “Thank You” on Teachers’ Day

Monday, November 1, 2010

Big Book

How to make a big book

1)Write a simple story.Decide on the plot,character,theme and setting of the story.
2)Get your teacher to read your story and to check your errors.
3)Design cover page of your big book.
4)You can draw pictures, use paint or cut pictures from magazines.
5)Put the pages in the proper order. This is important if you're telling a story.
5)Bind the book.You may use "rings","staple the pages together" or use "professional binding".


English Camp was successfully held today in SMK Simpang Rengam. Thanks to Cik Norazira Basiran , Puan Ambika Devi, Puan Kurotulaini and Puan Nik Hasni Nik Mahmud. Thanks also to the form 3 students who took part in the activities organised for them. Hope all the activities which we had planned had helped them to improve their English.Thanks also to Puan Rogayah and Mahera for preparing the materials we needed and the prizes for the students.

Programme Coordinator

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

When I grow up, I would like to

When you ask children about what they would like to be when they grow up, most of them will naturally say they want to be a doctor, a lawyer, an architect, an engineer or a soldier. Those who love teaching would like to be a lecturer not a teacher. I met very few students who say, I would like to be like you. I want to be a teacher!
What these children really need is some guidance. Let them explore what the world can offer them. If they are good in science, they can be a scientist, a geologist or a marine biologist. Parents should not decide for them. Let them choose their own choice of career. Parents however must not leave them on their own. Provide them the support they need and always listen to their complaints. Give them advice when they require it.

Geology as a Career:

Geology can be a very interesting and rewarding career. The minimum training required is a four-year college degree in geology. Pre-college students who are interested in becoming geologists should take a full curriculum of college preparatory courses, especially those in math, science, and writing. Courses related to computers, geography and communication are also valuable.

Geologists work in a variety of settings. These include: natural resource companies, environmental consulting companies, government agencies, non-profit organizations, and universities. Many geologists do field work at least part of the time. Others spend their time in laboratories, classrooms or offices. All geologists prepare reports, do calculations and use computers.
Although a bachelor's degree is required for entry level employment,
many geologists earn master's and/or doctorate degrees. The advanced degrees provide a higher level of training, often in a geology specialty area such as paleontology, mineralogy, hydrology or volcanology. Advanced degrees will often qualify the geologist for supervisory positions, research assignments or teaching positions at the university level. These are some of the most sought after jobs in the field of geology.

Employment opportunities for geologists are very good. Most geology graduates with a strong academic background and good grades have no trouble finding employment if they are willing to move to a location where work is available.
How Can You Become a Geologist?

If you are a pre-college student can prepare to become a geologist by doing well in all of your courses. Science courses are especially important but math, writing, and other disciplines are used by every geologist during every working day.

If you are considering college or graduate school there are many universities that offer courses or programs in geology. Visit the website of a school that offers a geology degree, get in touch with the geology department, let them know you are interested and make arrangements to visit the campus. Don't be hesitant. Good schools and professors want to be contacted by interested students.

(Taken from

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Wake up!

I have so much work
a pile of them
to be done

Not much time
for loved ones
even for own self

isn't enough because
I've been forced to work

And work and work
around the clock as if
the world will not end

And that heaven
and hell are only myth
When the "Day" is actually near

I must wake up
from sleep from unfounded dream
and grab the remaining time left for me

To do things I should be doing

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

September is here

It's September and this Saturday,11th will be my 43rd birthday. I am sharing the date with Sophia Lorenz but I am not like her. Sophia possesses a great beauty even though she is a granny.(yet I don't envy her).Another well-known person who shared the same birth date was the former President of The Philippines, Marcos.(unlike me)

A friend is also sharing my birth date;Along Faezah.She was my schoolmate. We were in the school choir group and recently we met after 20 years in fund raising event.( I met some of my schoolmates them all) I think we have some similarities. She is a lawyer. I would have been if my father had not gone against it when I got the offer.As a teacher, I also talk a lot.(I don't nag though)

How should I celebrate my birthday? As usual no birthday cake!If there is, it's because my youngest son,7 wants a birthday cake for himself.He will use my birthday as an excuse to get a birthday cake.

As my birthday coincides with Raya, I will hold a small feast at home with my family and siblings. Spaghetti, chocolate brownies, some fruits and radix cola.Perhaps, I can give some to my neighbours.I hope they will love my cooking.

As I am nearing 43, I realise a few things about myself.First, I don't enjoy the "limelight".That's why I am not a celebrity....he he he.I would feel more comfortable to be hidden behind a curtain. I remember my first public speaking when I was 9. My voice did not come out but after a few minutes I finally blurted out some strings of sentences in English. I also freaked out when I had to deliver a talk in front of my A-level teacher, Mr Mike Dean.I had to take a short rest before I continued.

Alhamdulillah, now I am far way better.All those early experiences had shaped me to be a better speaker. Of course, it wasn't an easy journey for me. My heart used to be pumping extremely fast and cups of sweat had been excreted from my small body.(used to be small).I think it's fair if I thank my elementary school teacher, Allahyarham Haji Abdullah Tahir who believed in my talent. He trained me to be a debater when I was 10.I really did well.My school was so proud of me but I did not venture further in this field at secondary school. I was just a timid person who was waiting for some scout talent to notice me.I wanted to be in the school debating team but nobody knew. So,boys and girls out there, if you really want to take part in school activities,you have to make your intention known."Teacher,I would love to be in your team and to represent the school.I think I have the talent and the quality you are looking for."

I also realise that I always put others' need before me.I will do anything for my family,for my friends and for people who need my help. It's good because it's satisfying and rewarding but there are times that I really need to pamper myself using my hard-earned money. This is what I recently did.I got myself a new car.(but I have this uneasy feeling..I feel so guilty).I could have just bought a small national car.Can I maintain my present life-style when I have retired?I am confused. But I deserve to pamper myself.I hope when I am old, I won't envy the young girls driving beautiful elegant car because I have also driven a beautiful elegant car(I did not ask other people's money nor rob a bank) Thanks Allah for your bountiful blessing.Please Allah, bestow on me good health and opens the doors to your vast rezeki)

September is an important month for me.Happy birthday to me and to those who share their birthday month.I hope I will a better person every day.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Talk on Technique on How to Score A in PMR English

On Saturday 24th.July 2010, a talk on Technique on How to Score A in PMR English was held in SMK Simpang Rengam. About 120 students from four neighbouring schools attended the talk.Mr Woon from STAB was the invited guest who gave informative and interesting inputs.

Malaysian Fruits: Pulasan

Pulasan is similar to rambutan in term of appearance and taste.Both are sweet and juicy. Both of them also share the same colour; red. However pulasan has thicker skin and thicker flesh in comparison to rambutan.They grow well in Malaysia and South East Asia.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Life is so short to be ordinary

I had come across this phrase "Life is so short to be ordinary" many times but it caught my attention only a few days ago when I read Azizi Ali's website.No wonder he had accomplished a lot in his life. I read his article once in a newspaper 15 years ago about how to be millionaire without having to work after 5 p.m.Yet it was impossible for me to follow as I was living from day to day on a small income.(when I have to support five members of my family.)Excuses!

I guess now I have to examine myself. What I am capable at? I must leave my comfort zone and venture into something more challenging and fulfilling.Yet I don't know how to start and when to start.I don't have that much time to do what I enjoy doing.(Now I sound like my students...he he he)

I am going to pull myself together starting from today. I shall make a difference in my life (when I am already 42?)What the heck? It's never too late.I must inspire my students that they too can achieve their dreams if they make an effort.Sitting down and thinking about their dreams won't bring them anywhere.After all, successful people have proved countless times that to succeed you must stop being ordinary.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Names for people with certain characteristics

One who looks on the bright side of things

One who looks on dark side of things

One who devotes his service or wealth for the love of mankind

One who sneers at the aims and beliefs of others

One who delights to speak about himself and thinks only of his own welfare

One who runs away from justice or law

One who takes refuge in foreign country

One who has irresistible tendency to steal

One who dies for a noble cause

One who retires from society to live a solitary life

One who offers his service of his own free will

One who is new and has little experience in his job

One who engages in something for the love of it and not for gain

One who doesn’t eat animal flesh

One who journeys to a holy place

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

No Nagging please,...........................

No nagging please
For it pains my ears
And breaks my heart
Often when you nag
Your words stab into my heart
Like a sharp wavy blade “keris”
That cuts through enemy’s flesh

No nagging please
For it disturbs my sleep
And spoils my mood
Always when you nag
Your voice blasted through my eardrum
Like the sound of bell from the grandfather’s clock
That keeps shouting out loud every hour

Please guide me
To be on the right path
Please be patient
With my imperfection
Please look at me
With interest and compassion
For I am only a teenager

Learning should be fun and with purpose

Teenagers are hard to satisfy. They want to learn but they want it to be fun. They want to learn a skill and knowledge that will help them in their future life.

A Teacher for All Seasons

A teacher is like Spring,
Who nurtures new green sprouts,
Encourages and leads them,
Whenever they have doubts.

A teacher is like Summer,
Whose sunny temperament
Makes studying a pleasure
Preventing discontent.

A teacher is like Fall,
With methods crisp and clear,
Lessons of bright colours
And a happy atmosphere.

A teacher is like Winter,
While it’s snowing hard outside,
Keeping students comfortable,
As a warm and helpful guide.

Teacher, you do all these things,
With a pleasant attitude;
You’re a teacher for all seasons,
And you have my gratitude!

by Venancio 111 Tamani (

I came across this poem in 111 Tamani deserves a loud applause for writing such a great poem. He is comparing his teacher with the four seasons.He appreciates his/her efforts in nurturing the students.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

The Friends

I have been thinking about "friendship" for the past two months. Throughout my life I have made friends with many people. When I was at the kindergarten, I have a best friend. She lived two doors away from my house. She was a very pretty girl and always wore beautiful dress. Later, we went to the same primary school but we were in different class. So, we only met each other during recess. Then she moved to another school far away. I have not seen her nor heard from her until now.

When she left, during recess, I hang out with the girl sitting next to me in class. She became my dear friend. I had other friends too. I was good at drawing. I used to draw pictures for my friends. I copied pictures of cartoon caricatures on pencil box for them.

When I was in Year 2, I took part in 100 metre race and won. Some friends were not happy that I won. I realised then they were not really my friends.
As my school was about 8 miles away from my house, my parents transferred me to a new school. I made new friends. I spent a lot of time with them. Even during recess, we shared our food and drink. We also played and did school activities together. In short, we did a lot of things together including visiting each other on Hari Raya. I loved my friends in my new school. Four years passed quickly and we had to go on our separate ways.

After primary school, I went to a fully residential girls’ school. Practically, I grew up there. I learned a lot about friendship. I picked a few dos and don’ts in friendship. There were friends whom I could share my thoughts and feelings. There were some who like to share the good parts of my life only. After our final exam, a friend confessed before we parted that I was a loyal friend.

At university, I made more friends. As I was studying in UK, my friends came from all over the world. I had friends from Japan, Turkey, Mauritius, Middle East, Iran, China, USA and UK. We learned about each other’s culture and food. I did not have problem with them because we respected each other’s belief and opinion.

I had of course some close friends from my own country. We shared ups and downs in our lives. We helped each other to go through difficult life in a foreign country. I remember the meals that we cooked and ate together, the trips to Paris and the laugh we had as we slide down the hill around the compound of the university when it was snowing. University life had given me the opportunity to make friends with male and female. It had definitely made me a wise, calm and sensible being.

Facebook then came to knock on my door in 2008 but I did not pay much attention on it until the first quarter of year 2009. An old friend tracked me down and we got connected. It was exciting as I traced more friends through her. Thanked to her! However I decided to end connecting through facebook as it takes so much of my time. I love all my friends. We had grown up together in the hostel and I find we have a lot in common even after leaving school for 25 years. I make an effort to get connected with them via e-mail once a week. I am keeping their phone numbers too and hope they will be a reunion soon so that we can do some catching up.

I had the most painful experience with a friend recently. I lost contact with her about two years ago. I was very much preoccupied with my father who was ill. I had looked after him in the hospital day and night for almost ten days. When I returned home, I managed to check my e-mail. There were a few e-mails from her. I replied to her e-mail immediately but I received failure notice. I called her mobile but it had been terminated. Somehow Allah wanted to show me what sort of friend she was. After two years, a friend gave me her number. I was so thrilled! Excitedly I dialled her number. She answered but the moment she heard my voice, she cut me off. I called her countless times and sent text messages. Silence. No answer. I got her "message" after I shed a lot of tears.I pray to Allah I would not meet a friend like her again.I hope we would not come across each other in the future because she had broken my heart into pieces.It would be awkward to meet her.But I forgive her!I do not want her to run after me when I am crossing the bridge to heaven.

Well, this experience teaches me not everyone can be a good friend.She can cut me off from her life but I have many friends whom I care about and they, in return care about me.

I have another good friend who has been quiet for almost a year. Usually she would send me wishes on Teachers’ day or Hari Raya. Sometimes she would just call me and asked about my well-being. I decided to call her. It seemed that her father had suffered from stroke and she was looking after him. Even as I am writing, she is still looking after him at home. I understand her situation and never even once has ill-thought about her.

At work I have friends who make my work easier, whom I see even after work and who brings souvenirs for me from their trips overseas.

What does friend mean then?
One anonymous writer had put it beautifully
“To me, friends touch your heart, challenge your mind, inspire you to pursue your passions, double the good times, halve the bad times and make your life a happier and more fulfilling place to be.”

As a Muslim, I believe that if you have many good friends, you will then have many friends in heaven. Your friends who help you in the world will help you again in the hereafter.That's why Muslims are encouraged to visit their dead parents' friends.

Is it safe to texting and driving?

Wake up call to all drivers!
Please stop texting and driving.
Studies have shown that drivers who are texting and driving,are distracted on the road and cause accidents.


Monday, June 14, 2010

What does friendship mean?

"A friend who shares the same believe is like the sun that shines
While a loyal friend is like perfume which leaves the sweet fragrant behind
A true friend is the one who motivates us to realise our dream
and a friend with noble heart takes us to the right path"

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Use a song to begin a lesson on writing.

I love this song. This song can be used to get students talk about their mother.

"My Mum is Amazing" by Zain Bhika

She wakes up early in the morning with a smile
And she holds my head up high
Don’t you ever let anybody put you down
because you are my little angel
Then she makes something warm for me to drink
because it’s cold out there, she thinks
Then she walks me to school, Yes I am no fool
I just think my Mom is amazing

She makes me feel
Like I can do anything
and when she’s with me
there’s no where else, I’d rather be…

After School, she’s waiting by the gate
I’m so happy that I just can’t wait
To get home to tell her how my day went
And eat the yummy food, only my Mom makes
Then I wind her up because I don’t want to bath
And we run around the house with a laugh
No matter what I say, she gets her way
I think my Mom is amazing

She makes me feel
Like I can do anything
and when she’s with me
there’s no where else, I’d rather be…

In the evening, she tucks me into bed
And I wrap my arms around her head
Then she tells me a tale of a girl far away
Who one day became a princess
I‘m so happy, I don’t want her to leave
So she lies in bed with me
As I close my eyes, how lucky am I
To have a Mom that’s so amazing

She makes me feel
Like I can do anything
and when she’s with me
there’s no where else, I’d rather be…

Then I wake up in the morning, she’s not there
And I realize she never was
And I’m still here in this lonely orphanage
With so many just like me
And as my dreams begin to fade
I try hard to look forward to my day
But there’s a pain in my heart that’s craving
How I wish I had a Mom that’s amazing
Would be amazing

Friday, June 11, 2010

Voice conferencing?Video conferencing?Skype?

In the early nineties, a BBC TV newscaster reported about a great Japanese invention.

"You can talk and see the person you are talking to on the phone".

Then, a phone with a big screen was shown on air.

I was amazed!I really hope that it would be in the market.

When my brother did his PHD in UK, we kept in touch with each other via video-conferencing.My kids were excited talking to him. We could see his room and we could see the effect of British food on him.Even though we are thousand miles apart, I had only paid a small amount for the internet usage.Phone bills would have been very costly.

Now ...there are so many ways to get connected.Skype is the latest.Recently, when my sister who is residing in Johor Bahru and family were at my house, we had the opportunity to talk to our sister in Kuala Lumpur through skype. We save a lot of money by doing so.The most important thing is we get closer.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

I do not enjoy shopping.

Twenty years ago, I asked my friends, “Is there any service whereby I can just shop for things by giving a call? My friends gave me a scornful look as if I have requested for something from Mars.

Then some years later, customer can request for services and order certain goods via the yellow pages. I was among the few people who were comfortable using yellow pages. I had to search through the pages, find the phone number and make a quick call. So every month, I had the shop assistant delivering gas to my house and the fast food outlet to deliver delicious fried chicken. (I was very grateful to the delivery boy especially when I ran out of chicken meat and unexpected guests were on the way.) All these services were of course expensive! So I had to check my wallet before I made any calls. The services must be paid on delivery.

When credit cards were made available to more selected groups of people and the internet started to be a hit, e-commerce slowly developed. Thus, at the beginning of the new millennium, e-commerce invaded the global market. It is now known as online marketing where selling and buying take place virtually. I have been using this service from time to time. I have bought books, dresses and scarfs. I received all the goods I have ordered on the date promised .The goods have been so far in good condition.

Yet, I haven’t got the confidence to buy shoes online because they must fit my feet perfectly and comfortable to walk in. Another problem is, I still have to go shopping for groceries at the market. What should I do? I do not enjoy shopping. It’s tiring and time consuming.

p/s I am not a lazy person. It's just that I don't like to waste my time shopping. I think my husband is grateful that I am not a shopaholic.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Mid-Year School Holidays

Extra Classes during school holiday has become a practice in most schools in Malaysia. As a teacher, I am happy to contribute as I have not planned to go anywhere this holiday. Some teachers may not be happy because they have prior plans and holidays are the only time they can spend more time with their family members.Some may need to look after old parents. After all, teachers are also mothers/fathers,daughters/sons, husbands/wives, neighbours and members of society.

Since my daughter who happens to be the eldest is going to sit for SPM at the end of the year,I prefer to let her rest at home.Perhaps I will take her out shopping for a new dress for the coming festival "Eidul Fitri".

For my 10 and 8 year-old-sons, I have scheduled some activities for them. Other than attending tae-kwan-do classes, they are going to learn to recite Al-Quran more intensively, do some leisure reading and make some science experiments.

For their big brother who is 14 years old, I am going to put him on a special diet.He needs to learn to eat balance meal.It must consist of carbohydrate, protein and lots of I can try new recipes and feed him.

Whatever it is, I hope this school holiday will be spent on doing something worthwhile.

p/s I have so many things to do.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Pedagogy Course

Pedagogy Course
Presenter: Adnan of SM Sains Johor
Venue: SMK Dato’ Abdul Rahman Andak
Simpang Rengam, Johor.

It’s Saturday 15th.May, all the English teachers from Zon 4 ,SMK Simpang Rengam,SMK DARA, SMK DHHY and SMK Layang-Layang gathered at the viewing room of SMK DARA for a short course on pedagogy.
It helped us to reflect on our practices. Fortunately, it was carried out in a fun but enlightening way. Adnan’s bubbly nature made the 5-hour session seemed short. I hope more sessions like this can be carried out. It should be a platform where teachers can share their practices in English Language Classroom.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

The 8th Malaysia International Conference On English Language Teaching 2010

My husband dropped me at Air Hitam Toll at about 4.30 p.m. and waited with me for Puan Rahmah Sayuti who is forever happy to give me a lift.(Thanks dear sis)
I was looking forward to meeting her friend ,who was also going to present his paper during the conference.When she arrived,I was elated to see her friend was; Chau Meng Huat from Sunway College.I first met him at an open day held at MRSM Batu Pahat where he used to teach.He was formerly a student at SMK Datuk Abdul Rahman Andak. What a small world after all!We arrived at the Equatorial Hotel safely at 7.30 p.m.We checked-in.Then we went out for dinner.We could not find the food that we really liked but an empty tummy needed to be filled.So we ended up eating at a fast food outlet.(I should have packed some sandwiches)
I registered myself at the secretariat and was given a bag with the free goodies.I had a light breakfast only. During breakfast,I met some teachers and young female lecturers who look like my form 4 and 5 students. At 9 a.m.Pn Rahmah, Chau and I ventured into the room we wished to visit.I went to Melaka 8 and was dissapointed because the presenter had withdrawn.Later I attended the talk by Alan Maley and Ivor Timmis. Ivor talked about whether second language learners need to be exposed to native speakers' English.His talk gave me some insight on "speaking" as I myself have a deep interest in this aspect and have in fact done an action research on it in 2004.Throughout my almost 20 years experience teaching English ,I have come across many instances of English structures used by Malaysians which are totally different from the native speakers'.
12th.May 2010
I enjoyed the session on creative writing with Alan Maley and later with Hitomi Masahura on how to keep our lesson engaging in the ELS classroom. I managed to listen to some teachers presented their research.Most of them are doing P.H.D. in local universities.[What about me?....:)]
Puan Rahmah finally presented her action research on IDIOM. She had pulled a large crowd. I wonder if people would come to listen to me if I were to present my research.(because I do not have a PHD nor a Master):(
Meanwhile, Rani,an excellent teacher from Batu Pahat did a workshop on song.It was superb but could not stay until the end since Chau Meng Huat's slot was also half-way after Rani's slot.Like Pn Rahmah,he did a great job.A very young man with a lot to offer.He is indeed a highly intelligent young man.
We left Melaka by 4 p.m. and upon reaching Air Hitam the rain fell heavily.Will I go to the next MICELT conference? Well....let's wait and see.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Public Speaking Contest at SMKSR

(Congratulation to SMKDARA for winning 2010 Public Speaking Contest)

On 20th April 2010,Public Speaking Contest was held at the hall of SMK Simpang Rengam. 19 schools out of 25 secondary schools in Kluang District took part in the contest. The participants,their teachers and judges arrived at about 8 o'clock in the morning. The contest began at 8.30 sharp.
Each contestant had to come up on stage and present their prepared and impromptu speeches.I am sure it wasn't easy for them but bravely they delivered their speeches. All the participants were excellent. None of them left the stage before the bell rang.This year's participants had displayed remarkable achievements.Hope to see more students participate in public speaking actively at both school and district levels.
Congratulation to all English teachers in SMK Simpang Rengam for their success in carrying out the contest. Thanks also to non-English teachers who had cooperated with English Panel to ensure the smooth running of the contest . Not forgetting students from 3RK1 and the members of English Language Club. Last but not least,thanks a zillion to Encik Norali bin Subandi, Senior Assistant of SMK Simpang Rengam for his willingness to officiate the contest. Also a special thank to Nur Atikah bt Mazlan for her efforts. I hope she will succeed in her coming PMR. Thanks too to Cik Kartika Sari for helping me to train Nur Atikah.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

English Garden

The work on my English Garden was finally completed. However, I still need to put up some English signs or buntings.
The pictures show the progress of the English Garden.